"Potter?"

Harry turned around, gulping slightly as he met the silver-grey eyes of the House Black. He had definitely been dreading meeting Draco Lucius Malfoy even if he knew he would eventually have to face him. And now, standing in front of the said boy, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Pure guilt anchored him to the spot. He had wronged this man both intentionally and unintentionally. He still regretted the Sectumsempra he had thrown at him. All those times he had accused Draco Malfoy of being a Death Eater. He had rejected the man when they were just two eleven year olds. All because of Ronald Weasely.

He hated the man he had once called his best friend. Draco, the one who could have been a good friend to him, had always been looked down upon by nearly every Hogwarts student ,who wasn't a Slytherin, just because he and his friends hated him.

"Potter, Are you going to say something or not? You have been standing there for over five minutes now. Cat got your tongue, eh?"

Harry shook his head and replied, "I am sorry Malfoy." "For what? And how in the hell are you alive? Weren't you supposed to be dead as a doornail?"

"Sorry for everything wrong I have ever done to you. That spell. I didn't know what it did. It was truly unintentional. I am so sorry. I never did apologise for that before. Please forgive me."

"Oh do shut your trap Potter. I am not used to this cheesy stuff. Not from you of all people. And there wasn't a need to apologise in the first place. You already had made it up to me, when you saved my life in that 'Come and Go' room." Harry nodded, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"So now. Why and how are you alive, O' great Chosen One? And please don't tell me that it is because you are The Boy Who Lived."

Harry gave another sheepish smile and Draco groaned."Oh great. It is ,isn't it?"

"Well not exactly that but yeah, due to one of my humble titles." Draco raised his eyebrows. " I am The Master Of Death now, you see."

Draco's jaw dropped. "What? How?" Was what he could get out of his mouth.

Harry just sighed and started to explain everything from the beginning. By the end of the explanation, Draco had a sly smirk on his face. " Told you ,didn't I? That you don't want to go mixing with the wrong sort."

"Oh yeah you did. Please don't hurt my already bruised ego by saying, 'I told you so'."

"Okay. I won't. But why are you here? I mean shouldn't you be going all, ' I am back to ruin your life' on The Dark Lord and your lovely best friends?"

"That's exactly why we needed Narcissa's help. But you will have to help us as well, Draco. Please keep all this information to yourself. We cannot afford your father knowing that Harry is alive." Sirius spoke for the first time since Draco had come in.

"Of course I will, uncle. I think this will be the best way to extract revenge from Father. Besides, life is just too boring with no Potter to make fun of in."

Harry scoffed while Sirius and Narcissa burst out laughing.

"Some friend you are." Harry remarked. Draco only smirked.

"Okay. Enough with the teasing. You guys should leave before Lucius comes. And Harry take care of yourself." Narcissa spoke.

Three nods answered her and they all turned on their heels and apparated away.